Ruzek: Kim, one of the many reasons that I fell in love with you is that I felt like you believed in me. Like you believed in my in a way that nobody in my entire life has.
Burgess: I did.
Ruzek: Even me.
Burgess: I do.
Ruzek: I'm not so sure.
Burgess: You have to see how what I said made sense in the moment. You have to see that.
Ruzek: I don't. After everything that you and I have been through, there just should have been something that held you back from the edge of assumption. Some sort of guardrail that kept you from going over that ledge. I mean, if this situation is reversed -- I'm you; you're me -- and I run up on you, you're standing over Barela holding a gun. If I got close to the ledge, fine, I wouldn't go over. Not ever. Cause I know your heart. And I know that there's not a world in which you'd kill a man in cold blood, that you'd shoot him in the back as he's running away. For what -- revenge? For your family name? Come on. That's what you meant when you said, "what did you do." In that moment, I'd have thought you'd know my heart. You're supposed to know.
Burgess: I do know your heart. I do. And I'm sorry.
Ruzek: Thanks for stopping by.